Reaper

Duration

4:07

Genres

Blues

Description

Lyrics

The reaper got a day job running numbers for the mob Competition for hearts on empty Crushing souls before the final song And it's so easy, it's so easy to kill a man before he's done The undertaker's going crazy as he looks around the morgue To bury the living dead isn't what he bargained for The preacher's giving last rites with a sentimental flair Well the bodies are still breathing but he doesn't really care It's so easy, and it's so easy to kill a man before he's done Oh, oh compassion takes a backseat in a world out of control Keeping up with the Jones while it empties out the soul People jumping fences just to find a better way Death it is on one side the other green turns into gray It's so easy, it's so easy to kill a man before he's done And it seems we're on the edge of a bold new age to come Hearts are beating faster you hear them pounding like a drum We stare into the chasm as the fog begins to clear Our crest begins to fall The age was already here It's so easy, it's so easy to kill a man before he's done So we fight for all the right things because it's the noble things to do But it doesn't make a difference if it really isn't true So the reaper quit his day job not because things had improved He just never found real meaning in all the things they had him do It's so easy, it's so easy to kill a man before he's done It's so easy, it's so easy to kill a man before he's done